LVL 07 - Levelz

Yo, when I arrive I bring the energy, I bring the vibe

I’m an MC, I don’t sing no melodies, I got the whole crowd throwing me signs

Yo, T-man where you at?

The same place everyone’s going tonight

And I’m on mic an a ride is enough for an all nighter, so it’s gonna get high

Say what I want, do what I like, I don’t wanna get anyone into a fight

So I gotta stay composed not rowdy, so no mad man draws for a knife

Party’s done, let’s go mental, get into a state that’s awfully right

Bottle of Voss

Yeah, it’s going off

Gonna drink up till the morning light!

Yo, this one’s too hot

We levelling on a level that you manna not

Terroring whenever in wherever since dot

Too much for a miniature, killing it in a spot

Move on, get gone if you’re not down with it

Elevate rave with the mic you give me

Nothing get rushing off sub sound

Give me that

Give me that flow hype on giddy and

Big enough to be heard in a million

Wicked, innit.

Hiting age of a bigger man

Oi kid, come check out the wingspan

Doing it fly…

We going in ham!

From when I hit club, brandy’s come

Mans will bun, brandy’s done

Then manna laugh while I point at your mum

Mans on stage

Bada bing bada bing bada bing bada bum!

Manna kill 'em and I’m going in a million a minute

I’m a winner and I’ve been here from the beginning

I am a pin up and a pedal and a pull up

From when I pull up

Manna like pull up?

I said, I am a pin up and a pedal and a pull up

From when I pull up

Manna like…

Roll up, roll up Pokey Smokey

Mans in the middle of hokey cokey

Don’t provoke me

Promote me

What floats your boat, g

Yes, we will be

Or no, we won’t be

Bare guys say they know me

Like I don’t know my home

Or they think I’m lonely

I get blows and blow my load while you lot blow your nose

I can count my friends on my hands and toes and I’ll never be overthrown

Ain’t no Usain Bolt but, bredrin

Don’t know how we run it?

Super fast and super cool

Now who the fool who want it?

Send them come and send them back

And murder ting and tell 'em dat

Better them no come until them

Shat out where them head a at

Faster than a bicycle and squeeze them blast a bullet

Man will blast a track and separate your head back from your mullet

Sharper then a razor, bredrin

Nothing couldn’t dull it

We musically major

Put them lazer thing de pon it

When I roll in (shadow!)

Shut down everything

If you got a smartphone, put it away, that strobe light won’t do anything

Some say that I seem menacing

It’s intentional and I’m devilish

Revelling in my prevalence, internationally intelligent

Wreacking 'em

Wreacking 'em

Feeding 'em all that medicine

Spitting a million miles a minute the sound will bring you alongside with the

veterans

Rah, the whole room will go crazy

Look like they are giving birth to babies

Getting lost in the circle of life

And the words of the wise

It’s sugar that we are shaking…

Well, I ain’t got the money for the balling hype

But I don’t really wanna live a boring life

I am spontaneous, kinda dangerous

I don’t like being organised

Cuz I am carrying a gift that give a manna lift

Like draw it gets me high

Yo, there’s the crowd, there’s the stage

Watch gyal cross the borderline

Yo, I surf over the crowd more than an Australian surfs in water rye

I’m about six feet tall

But me, I look six feet tall and why?

Cos I pick up my shoulder, stand firm, chest out, look proud head high…

Yo

Ch… Ch… Check… Check… Check… Cheeky!

Oh, giddy giddy gosh

My giddy giddy aunt

Yo

Back once again with that gully something

Gutter, stinking of cheap cigs and curried mutton

Push my button, get bun up, try tun up

Gwarn dagger ya mother with a run up (cheeky!)

Seshing with me, better get a degree

From mans uncle Wray nephew and Debbie McGee

I bet a yout a g, they can’t rave like me

From I push the pineapple and I shake that tree

This one sounds like sexing a fembot

Them lot couldn’t sell their soul for a ten spot

My lot are magical, totally batshit

YOLO, go go, Inspector Ratchet

We’re in the rave with a bottle and a jug

Blotted, forgotten how we got them in the club

I get it snap crackle pop and cut a rug

Bill a riddim, fuck it up

And go shopping for socks…

That’s him, billy le skip flip they go over board

Fuego por favor

You could say thats on toward

Do me a fava rava, get on your bike or off your horse

This is mine and not your cause bound to fail coz vibe is force

Regretting all the things that you should’a

Talk about the things that you would’a

How you didn’t but you could’a

Well i don’t play that brother

Ain’t that type of boy sincere like Elizabeth troy

Making it clear i’m giving them joy

This ones crisp the real McKoy

Man I’mma living it bringing that noise

That say ya twist

Now he’s poised

Walk with a limp now i need a doi???

Open your bits dis for you claps and clicks for a point

Scared to use my voice the one your girlfriend loves???

Theres no multiple choice

When zoots get rolled, that blue gets smoked

I’m moving O’s ???, my crew is locked improving

Those new shoes and O’s you moving slow

You lose your ???, like couple stones and getting stoned

It’s set in stone that man can’t test, it gonna let it go

I’m too hot to hold

I got coke and I got some dough for escot to come drop it low

Like a anchor ???

like a pill with that rum and coke

Them Levelz man they run the show, like murder on the BBC

I’ve always got my team with me, kicking it like I’m Stevie G

This is how we party in, Manchester, England

This is how we party in, Manchester, England

This is how we party in, Manchester, England